My first entry in the third of four of my fan fiction series following the Doctor and several companions on a uniquely original adventure I devised. You can read the first two of the series here : The Case of the Prime Machine and Red Right Hand -- Prologue - Death Among Thieves Elvam Tamblor … Continue reading Doctor Who: Priests of Paradox – Prologue
Back when it mattered, back when corporations could still lie to your face and politicians weren't the subservient eunuchs they've thankfully become, there was a bit of copypasta making the rounds that really drove home what advocates of gun control had been trying to get across to the rest of the world. It went something … Continue reading Day Forty – Sword and Shield
Epilogue : A New Face The Doctor's eyes opened slowly. Though he had been awake and aware for some time, he had resisted opening his eyes and simply listened to his surroundings. For the most part, beyond the tricks his own ears played on him, there was silence all around him. A faint vibration was … Continue reading Doctor Who: Red Right Hand – Epilogue
"And if any man shall take away from the words of the book of this prophecy, God shall take away his part out of the book of life, and out of the holy city, and from the things which are written in this book." - Book of Revelation On Thursdays, Gil Chambers left his place … Continue reading Day Thirty-Nine – Damnatio Memoriae
When things are going well for me--when everything is in its right place, and there is that perfect balance of forward motion, productivity, and randomness--there occurs a phenomenon that I've never shared with anyone until now. It's just a little thing, a small quirk, but when I notice myself doing it I can't help but … Continue reading The Problem with Perpetuity, Paradox, and Paroxysmal Perspicacity
The impact of the plasma round against the retaining wall sent shrapnel through Cool Monkey Dataskunk's cloak. His stunt flip off the wall had been effective as a dodge, but at the cost of his high dollar accessory. Upon landing, he dropped the canvas bag he was carrying to the ground and angrily ripped the … Continue reading Day Thirty-Eight – Gehenna
(Art: Prometheus - Theodoor Rombouts) THE REALITY OF PROGRESS My first short story was about a psychologist employed at a research facility in Southwestern Colorado. His employer was funded by the government to research ways to manipulate a human’s perceptions of his own reality through drugs and what was known as the Dream Room, basically … Continue reading Why Sci-Fi?